home assessment

"for a moment there,
i thought we were in trouble"


i corrected him
it’s Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
i said, looking over my shoulder
seeing cowboys loading guns on the tv
an army, the State, takes aim

i went back to questions

was that before he accused me
of trying to trap him in a lie?

i am sure it must have felt
less like an assessment
more like home interrogation
no matter how much i care
or push the role from my heart

i was tasked
to carry out
termination of services
if it was my determination
(operating guidelines fixing outcomes)
(holding like guylines)
under a banner of faceless legislation
i wear
like a mask
a bandit

they await my determination
the poor, disabled, mentally ill
as they are known

I wanted to point out
the movie was near the end
rushing out, firing, the last stand